
So Saturday morning's bright warm sunshine was most welcome to us, and a great afternoon in a weekend that only promised more storminess, with a unseasonable nor'easter growing ever larger as it moved up the coast in our direction.

One gardener's observations, discoveries and random thoughts whilst simultaneously worshipping and dallying in a Cape Cod garden. "A garden," said Ralph Waldo Emerson, "is like those pernicious machineries which catch a man's coatskirt or his hand, and draw in his arm, his leg and his whole body to irresistable destruction."
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